Defining Moments of My Life
green puke day

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green puke day
03.18.04 12:08 p.m.

Pretty damn good st patty's day, got REAL fucked up, and better than that it was for free, so the guilt and shame in the morning is only like HALF of what it is when I waste my own money on that shit. Some crazy 18 yo mexican was buying us all kinds of bad stuff, and I dont know why cuz half the guys we were hanging with last night kicked his ass and threw him in a dumpster the night before. Harlan said he missed me and had trouble sleeping that night and told me to NOT leave the next time he tells me to leave and that that first order superceades any others to come. Something like that. So hours of partying and hno sleep and it's time for work.... We climbed into bed at 6am and right as my head hit the pillow I here "Did you REALLY think I'd let you sleep? We have to be up in 2 hours anyway... might as well make the most of it." I was like "GROAN, make the most of what?" then I look down, "oh, THAT..." hehehe same old same old, which I can really get used to. If the guy levels out, stops being so contradictory I have a feeling I might be around for a while.


Always remember to quit while you're ahead.

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About Me
I am a bipolar genius, child abuse & addiction survivor, who is now a single mother who works 70 hours a week and has had gastric-bypass weight loss surgery a year ago. Wish me luck cuz I need it!!!

Examples of My Insanity
Dead On Mental Health Quiz
Tuna Noodle Casserole Story
Explaining Myselves
Biting Off Redneck's Finger
Got So Crazy Scratched Til I Bled
How I Found Nirvana
Leaving Lon After 7 Years
Bad Luck On 3 July 4ths
Random Craziness (FBI Please Disregard)
How I Ended Up A Junky
Almost Getting Raped by a Marine
Typical Weekend in Ohio
How Cobain Saved My Life


How long could we maintain? I wondered. How long until one of us starts raving and jabbering at this boy? What will he think then? This same lonely desert was the last known home of the Manson family; will he make that grim connection when my attorney starts screaming about bats and huge manta rays coming down on the car? If so, well, we'll just have to cut his head off and bury him somewhere, 'cause it goes without saying that we can't turn him loose. He'd report us at once to some kind of outback Nazi law enforcement agency and they'll run us down like dogs. Jesus, did I say that? Or just think it? Was I talking? Did they hear me?


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